Chapter 555

This beauty stuffed the pill into Ming Yue's hand, then drew a blade,

and picked up the nearby Wushuang Yang Sword, ready to join the battle!

"Eh! I remember now—how could you look exactly like me?"

After taking the pill, Ming Yue finally recalled why this beauty seemed so familiar.

It was because this beauty, who had suddenly appeared, looked exactly like Ming Yue.

But how could that be possible?

From the moment she was born, she had always been in the Ming family.

She had never heard of having a twin sister or anything like that!

"My name is Di Er Meng! I'm also very curious—why do I look exactly like you..."

The newcomer was none other than Di Er Daohuang's daughter, Di Er Meng!

"Enough! There's no time—if we don't join in..."

Before she could finish, Di Yi Qiusheng could no longer hold off the frenzied Nie Feng, and was kicked out of Lu Wushuang City with a single blow.

Roar!

With all nearby opponents defeated, the frenzied Nie Feng momentarily lost his target and let out a low growl.

The Wu Lin people below saw this and were all terrified to their core.

No longer caring to watch the show, they scattered in all directions to save their lives.

"Damn it! Quick, follow me!"

Di Er Meng charged forward with a blade in one hand and a sword in the other.

Ming Yue saw that she was clearly not a person of Lu Wushuang City, yet fought for Lu Wushuang City.

After taking the pill, she too picked up the Wushuang Yin Sword and attacked the frenzied Nie Feng once more.

The two had just leapt into the air when the frenzied Nie Feng immediately sensed them.

He let out another low roar and charged toward the two of them.

After continuous fierce battles, the frenzied Nie Feng's strength had long since risen considerably.

Ming Yue's cultivation was merely at the World-Shaking level!

As the frenzied Nie Feng dove down, before he even arrived, his killing momentum had already struck.

Under the influence of his momentum, Ming Yue actually faltered for a moment.

Seeing this, Di Er Meng rushed forward without a care for herself, placing herself in front of Ming Yue.

Seeing this, Ming Yue couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

No longer affected by the frenzied Nie Feng's momentum, she charged forward.

Just as she charged up, the Wushuang Yin and Yang twin swords seemed to be affected by something.

Drawing their hands along, the two swords—one above, one below—crossed and joined together.

Then bursts of dazzling seven-colored radiance burst forth violently from where the two swords met.

Even though the frenzied Nie Feng was domineering, under the illumination of this seven-colored radiance, he was in such agony that he retreated again and again.

"This is... 'Mount Qingcheng Love'?"

Ming Yue felt utterly baffled—wasn't it said that only a man and a woman, two lovers whose hearts were connected,

could execute this supreme ultimate technique?

Di Er Meng was clearly a woman—how could she execute "Mount Qingcheng Love" together with her?

But as "Mount Qingcheng Love" was unleashed, a sword art suddenly appeared in the minds of Ming Yue and Di Er Meng.

Then this sword art seemed to be branded directly into their very souls.

The two involuntarily executed this sword art together.

Twin swords united—Mount Qingcheng Love!

Though the frenzied Nie Feng was immensely powerful, under the might of the twin swords he was beaten back step by step.

Most crucially, as the Mount Qingcheng Love sword art was wielded, it brought with it bursts of seven-colored radiance.

It was as if this seven-colored radiance possessed some kind of magic—the originally frenzied Nie Feng,

under the illumination of this seven-colored radiance, the blood of frenzy gradually receded.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he had actually returned to his normal state.

As Nie Feng regained clarity, the Mount Qingcheng Love also abruptly ceased.

"This... what happened?"

Nie Feng looked at the bloodstains all over his body, then at the two women not far away who looked almost identical, and couldn't help but mutter.

Seeing Nie Feng return to normal, the two women both breathed a sigh of relief.

They exchanged a glance, and both saw a hint of disbelief in the other's eyes.

"'Mount Qingcheng Love' truly lives up to its name as a sword Dao ultimate technique second only to 'Sword Twenty-Three'!"

At that moment, two people suddenly walked out from the void.

"Ah? You are... Senior Swordsage?"

Though Ming Yue had never met Swordsage Dugu Jian, she had admired his portrait since childhood.

Although the current Dugu Jian was vastly different from the portrait, Ming Yue still vaguely recognized him.

"Correct!"

The newcomers were none other than Dugu Jian and Dugu Qiubai.

"Senior Swordsage! Why didn't you make your move earlier?"

Ming Yue couldn't help but be baffled—Lu Wushuang City was Dugu Jian's home.

But Dugu Jian was clearly here all along now—he just didn't know why he had allowed the mad Nie Feng to run amok.

"Wushuang City has long ceased to be the Wushuang City of old."

Ever since Dugu Jian comprehended Sword Twenty-Three, his attachment to Wushuang City had long since faded.

If you asked him to choose between Wushuang City and the Qinglong Society, he would choose the Qinglong Society without a moment's hesitation.

It was simply because the present Wushuang City, now that Dugu Yifang had become the Samsara Crossing, was no longer the Wushuang City of his memories.

The Human-Faced Messenger had seized the nest like a dove occupying a magpie's home—what did such a Wushuang City have to do with He Gan?

"Besides, if I had stepped in, how would I have gotten to witness Wushuang City's legend, the 'Mount Qingcheng Love'!"

Dugu Jian had heard this legend of Wushuang City since childhood. Back then, the Yin-Yang Twin Swords of Wushuang were still under his and his wife's command.

Sadly, though the two of them were extraordinarily devoted, aside from creating the Holy Spirit Sword Art, they had been unable to perform the "Mount Qingcheng Love"!

At the time, he had even thought the legend was false.

Until today, when he left the Water Moon Grotto-Heaven and happened to hear of Wushuang City's joyous occasion, so he hurried over to take a look.

He never expected to witness the legendary "Mount Qingcheng Love" with his own eyes!

"This—Senior, you jest!"

Hearing this, Miss Ming Yue couldn't help blushing to the tips of her ears.

This "Mount Qingcheng Love" was far too different from the legend!

Could it be that Second Dream was actually a man, and she herself had actually fallen for her?

Thinking of this, Miss Ming Yue couldn't resist sneaking a glance at Second Dream.

She didn't expect Second Dream to be thinking along the same lines, and she glanced back at her too.

Their eyes happened to meet, and they couldn't help feeling even more embarrassed.

Only now did Nie Feng slowly come back to his senses and realize he had brought great disaster upon himself.

Happening to find Senior Dugu here, he immediately stepped forward and said,

"Senior Dugu, I—"

"No need to explain!"

Dugu Jian was quite carefree,

"I already know. Such unfilial descendants, daring to use numbers to bully the few, killing your senior brother."

"What's more, they dared to disobey the Grand Dragon Head's order—death was what they deserved."

The more his strength grew, the more Dugu Jian felt Ximen Wudi was unfathomably deep.

Since he had arranged for Nie Feng to come here, he clearly had a purpose.

"Since the Grand Dragon Head sent you to bring Miss Ming Yue up to the Azure Dragon Summit, then Miss Ming Yue, you should just go with him."

"But Miss, would you also be willing to go up to the Azure Dragon Summit together?"